When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying on the cold ground, my senses still swimming in the aftermath of whatever just happened.
Slowly, I opened my eyes, and four towering figures loomed over me, their expressions somewhere between curiosity and mild amusement—as if I were some sort of rare specimen under a microscope.
"Oh, he's finally awake," Agnos said, his tone light but tinged with mild exasperation. "Took you longer this time, huh?"
I blinked, still feeling the grogginess tugging at me.
Naga, the founder of MECCP and one of the Unknown Gods of Mythica (the one responsible for the Metal Leylines, no less), peered at me with an expression that was a blend of concern and...something else.
When he saw I was awake, his smile stretched wider, revealing subtle dragon fangs. His emerald eyes glowed with an intense, almost predatory light. "Carl, are you alright? Everything okay?"
I groaned in response, rubbing my head.
